Honey Ouran Novels & Stories

Jove-Eat the pomegranate first. I listen to Jove he has never steered me wrong. I walk toward the sunny side of the orchard and see what has to be the exit. Jove-We have the Gold Apple, the pear and our whits. I’m stronger I can help you. Let’s do this. Me-Can you get a message to Venus? Jove-No, my link to her is cut until we get out of this. Me-Mercury? Jove-Him I can get.

I ask Diana. “Of course,” she scoffs. “All I’ve ever wanted is to know who I am, and now I know I’m half demon and half angel. And I have a really cool dad that already likes my girlfriend.” I can’t help the excitement that flares up inside me. “I’m your girlfriend?” “If you want to be,” she says with a smile. Logan clears his throat. “So if either of you want pancakes, they are in the kitchen. I need to go check the fields and the orchards so I’ll be gone until sundown,” he says.

Just then, someone beside her gasped, breaking the silence. “The three lycan princes!” Suddenly, something shifted within Lydia, as if she had been expecting this moment. A voice in her mind, Circe, stirred to life. “MATE,” it exclaimed, resonating with a deep longing. The aroma intensified; it was a blend of hot coffee and honey. She recognized that the scent was coming from the man in front. Without thinking, she began to walk toward him, feeling the pull of her instincts. Circe hadn’t failed her; she felt drawn to hug him and plant kisses on his cheek. But before she could reach him, the prince walked past her and scooped up Thalia in his arms. Thalia giggled as he brought her down, his b

The air is thick with the sweet aroma of honey and milk, a harmonious blend that stirs desire and longing. Each breath fills me with a craving beyond the scent alone. It's like honey and milk hold the key to unspoken desires, tempting me to indulge in their warmth and sweetness, igniting a stirring within me. The scent speaks a silent language, conveying a deep understanding and wrapping me in a comforting familiarity. It whispers of intimacy, leaving behind promises I can't quite recall fulfilling. "Look at that!" Hunter's voice echoes in my mind, catching me off guard. "Leave it," I scold him internally, trying to resist the urge to look.

Jade answered on the first ring. “Hey, bestie!” Jade’s excited voice burst through the speaker. “Thank God you’re alive.” Honey laughed and rolled her eyes. She had missed Jade’s chaotic energy. “Come on, Jay doesn’t bite,” Honey said through laughter. “He’s just a proud lion.” Jade laughed. “I thought he would have eaten you alive and chewed your bones.” Honey smiled. “Girl, I was so scared when I saw those guns earlier. My whole life flashed before my eyes. I’m sorry I chickened out,” Jade said, and Honey could already imagine her pouting.

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Queenie Qamra was still laughing in her cynicism and sarcasm blending each other. “Among those four moon cakes, there is one in which I put honey inside… For the three others, I put a kind of deadly arsenic inside… hahaha… Should you be quite lucky, you will end up eating the moon cake with the honey inside, Columba Rajadi. I’ve never thought before you’re very lucky owing to the fact you have such a caring and attentive husband beside you, Columba Rajadi. But, I won’t stop until here! I won’t stop until here! I’ll try another way to send you to hell next time! Just wait for my next surprise, Columba Rajadi!”

She walked under the rain and watched how the raindrops fell on her ring, mimicking the color red before finally falling on the ground. “Knew my eyes weren’t fooling me.” Oriana looked above her as an umbrella shielded her from the rain. She looked over to Hiraya whose in a yellow formal blouse and black slacks. “Let’s get you ho---oh!” “Ah, I… I want watermelon juice”, Oriana said as she stood in front of Hiraya and laid her forehead on her shoulders. “I just want watermelon juice, Hiraya.” Hiraya patted Oriana’s back. “We’ll get a jug of it on our way home.” She felt Oriana nod.

She wasn't sure how long she remained on that flat stone with her eyes closed, but when she opened them again she felt almost dizzy, like she had been somewhere else and then suddenly shoved back into her own body. Azreal stood in front of Honey with a smug grin spread across his face, “welcome back,” he declared softly and Honeysuckle exhaled with such an exaggeration her lips slapped together loudly, “I think I’m ok now,” she responded confidently and Azreal bowed slightly. “Do you know anything about disappearing Omegas from the LaFlare pack, or perhaps a wolf named Jet LaFlare,” Azreal watched as Honey’s eyes began to flutter, and her heart rate picked up so dramatically her breathing ch

Has he been needing me just like I had been craving him? King Ozar grabs a hold of my neck; his calloused hands sink into my scalp and we continue to kiss. Our mouth is moving hungrily, be bites my lips, leading with his tongue. Heavens, he tastes of warmth and richness, a lingering spice. There is a hint of sweetness, perhaps from honey and a tang of the occasional sip of wine. The combination is intoxicating, a complex blend that is uniquely him.